[ For an instant, Petyr's eyes close, a sigh smoothing out the line of his shoulders. (There's a certain amount of temptation to leave the boy to his own devices and take advantage of one of the empty rooms. Only time will tell if it'll actually come to fruition, he supposes.)
As she turns back to him, he opens his eyes again, letting his tongue run a slow circuit about his lips as he glances down and then back up at her. ]
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As she turns back to him, he opens his eyes again, letting his tongue run a slow circuit about his lips as he glances down and then back up at her. ]
Why don't you tell me?